Ode to being laid up

Unfolding Light · Jul 13, 2026 · 1m

I sink into the slowness of it,the mire: weak as a jellyfish,having to be and not do,dependent on others,more like an infantthan I would choose if I could.(Unless you become as a child…)If I have the right spiritit’s not a loss or even a challenge:it’s spiritual advancement,a gift of humility and faith,an opportunity to receive grace.(Blessed are the poor in spirit…)To be a patient of patienceI release time from my grasp,let it flow, and be present.To be with the BelovedI do nothing but be.Perhaps the greatest achievementis not to accomplish at all,but to really…